After a long career in newspaper, printing, advertising and public relations, Roberta retired to a cottage of her design on Maryland's Eastern Shore. Professional writing (proposals, presentations, rationales) had only teased her creative impulses. In 2011, having written poetry, fiction and political rants since her teens, she undertook what she'd missed 60 years before--community college, writers' groups and conferences. First discovered and published by The Feathered Flounder, her work became a series of pieces exploring women's very diverse lives.
When Father Andrew said the Last Rites over both of us, Nancy tried to stop him. “My husband,” she pleaded, “only my husband Jake is dying. Leave Jonas alone.” But he would not be stopped. We all know. Why pretend? God cannot be fooled. I joked: “I guess now I’m good to go, too.” Charlotte turned away. Nancy looked down. No-one… Read more →